Wandering through the peaks and valleys of belief, passion, and all that other good and terrible stuff

Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountain is going home; that wildness is necessity; that mountain parks and reservations are useful not only as fountains of timber and irrigating rivers, but as fountains of life.
-John Muir

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer and give strength to the body and soul.
-John Muir

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The beginning of a story…

Helena notices the quick darkness of the dense forest on either side of the mountain pass. It calls her in, inviting her to run blindly through the trees. She presses her forehead against the passenger window, squints her eyes, and tries to imagine what it would feel like to fly like that.